Escape from the Madhouse [Unlimited]

Many people have the experience of looking up at the stars.

The night sky is like a brocade of splashed ink, and thousands of stars are shining pearls adorned on it.

Seeing the thousands of stars accompanying each other, stargazers often feel lonely.

But maybe they will never know that there is actually another self in this world who is watching the starry sky with them.

Under the superficial world, there is a second unknown world.

This story setting is used in the new work of writer Luo Yu.

The new work is in the preparatory period, and Luo Yu uses a manuscript to organize and record the materials.

Except for the page dedicated to writing the setting, almost every page of the manuscript records a murder case, and they all happened on the 11th floor of the Saiyan Hotel.

At the same time, Luo Yu is also sorting out the story of the couple killers, trying to dig out their motives for committing the crime.

He hasn't figured out the specific story arrangement yet. Every time Luo Yu thinks of a plot, Luo Yu writes it on a sticky note, and then pastes it at different page numbers at will.

When players travel to the manuscript world, the elevator becomes a page-turning tool for the manuscript, which can take them to jump to different manuscript page numbers and watch the murder case on that page.

As for why the other rooms except the murder scene can exist, of course, it is because the second world is a duplicate, completely duplicating the first world.

In addition, due to the presence of sticky notes, players can also see fragmented love stories about the couple.

When the man and woman committed suicide, Zhou Qian could not extinguish the charcoal fire in the house, nor could he prevent their deaths, because their stories had already been written.

But why did they suddenly disappear?

Probably because the sticky note fell off the manuscript, or the author Luo Yu took it away.

After figuring out the composition of this special world, Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou began to enter and exit the elevator quickly and frequently, trying to find the correspondence between the 12 numbers in the elevator and the page numbers of the manuscript, and finally found the author Luo Yu and his manuscript.

They read magazines and brainstormed just now, all of which happened after they pressed the number "12".The murder of the couple who regarded Luo Yu as idols happened immediately in Room 1111 of that space.

After brainstorming, Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou re-entered the elevator, pressed "12" again, and entered and exited 15 times since then.

In 3 of them, he repeatedly watched the 1111 couple murder case, and in the other 12 times, it was three different cases.

If the murder of the couple in room 1111 is numbered A, the other three homicides are numbered B, C, and D.

Then, Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou pressed the number "12" a total of 16 times.

They watched A 4 times, B 3 times, C 5 times, and D case 4 times.

Interestingly, the three cases B, C, and D all happened in Room 1108, which had been blocked by cement.

There are rumors of "ghosting" in the room of No. 1108. When the author writes about this room, there will be a lot of room for imagination.Therefore, when Luo Yu sorted out the outline of the manuscript, he would prepare a few more murder stories for Room 1108.

This is probably the reason why many cases occurred in 1108.

After trying the number "12", Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou started to try the number "11".

Counting the previous experience after pressing the number "11" twice, they tried to press the number "11" a total of 17 times, and then also watched four different cases.

Specifically, these four cases were watched by them 4, 3, 5, and 5 times respectively.

In this way, after making many attempts, Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou went to the rest area opposite the elevator to take a rest.

Zhou Qian took out a pen and paper to record the situation just now, and said to Bai Zhou: "The 12 numbers in the elevator have a 'one-to-many' relationship with the page number of the manuscript. Which number we press will go where, there is no order. It can be said that this is a completely random event, depending on the probability.

"In addition, unless we are particularly unlucky and have pressed the numbers 11 and 12 so many times, and there are missed cases that have not been seen, then we can basically make a guess that each number in the elevator actually only corresponds to four. different manuscript page numbers, and four different cases...

"From this, it is very likely that the manuscript has at least 48 pages, corresponding to this world...the space here is as much as 48 times!"

"En." Bai Zhou nodded, "The first time we went to the 1st floor, what we saw was the lobby instead of the 11th floor, and we didn't see any murders there.

"Our action that time was a mandatory requirement of the system. The system forcibly eliminated other possibilities that we would encounter after pressing '1'. This can actually be regarded as a reminder from the system."

According to the law that Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou found just now, the number '1' in the elevator should also correspond to 4 different page numbers and 4 different murder cases in the manuscript.

But the system allows the player to go to the lobby when they press "1" for the first time. This is a very obvious reminder that the number "1" is a special existence among the 12 numbers-it corresponds to the 4 page numbers Among them, only 3 pages are murder cases, and the remaining 1 page is probably the setting of the hotel lobby recorded by the author.

Zhou Qian said: "A certain page on the manuscript records the settings of the lobby, and may also record other settings. This page can be reached by pressing the number '1'. I agree with this. In addition——

"Maybe you might as well assume a little more boldly. If I were the author, I would certainly write down the related things on...the first page. Only after the first page will the specific murder material!"

"Agreed. Then, number 1 can actually correspond to page number 1." Bai Zhoudao, "If the correspondence between subsequent numbers and page numbers is strictly in order, number 2 corresponds to page 2, number 3 corresponds to page 3... until You run out of 12 numbers and you have to start over with number 1. Then everything becomes clear."

While Bai Zhou said this, Zhou Qian had already written down a formula on paper.But he suddenly thought of something, and took a pen to cross out all the formulas.

Then Zhou Qian looked at Bai Zhou, picked up a pen and drew a small line at the corner of his right eye.

When the two of them were doing homework together in school, Zhou Qian often did this to Bai Zhou. The next sentence he would say was always both true and false—"Brother Zhou, I don't know how to do this question."

Every time he said this, he would stare closely at Bai Zhou from the side, as if observing every subtle expression on his face.

Many times, Bai Zhou couldn't tell whether Zhou Qian was really good or not.

But he never cared about it, he just took the pen silently, and explained the topic to Zhou Qian, very happy.

This time the situation is still the same.

Taking the pen, Bai Zhou silently wrote down a line of formula: "Y=X+12n."

Zhou Qian smiled, took out the pen from his hand, and wrote: "Well, X is the set of numbers on the elevator panel, Y is the set of page numbers, and n is less than or equal to 3. Well, it's a very simple set mapping problem."

——He didn't care that this move exposed the fact that he "falsely wouldn't".

Bai Zhou still didn't care.Looking at Zhou Qian, he just added: "If the initial number 1 corresponds to another page number, just change the formula a little bit and add the difference, that's fine."

"Yes. The formula is very simple. Our problem now is..." Zhou Qian said, "Although we guessed that the author lived in room 1103 with a high probability. But there are a total of 48 pages of manuscripts, excluding the page with the lobby, the entire space is at least There are 47 more room 1103. Which one will the author live in...

"In other words, if the author entered the world in the manuscript. Where would he live on that page?"

After Zhou Qian finished speaking, he heard Bai Zhou say a number: "31."

At almost the same moment, Zhou Qian picked up the magazine in front of him and opened Luo Yu's interview again.

According to the interview, the author's lucky number is "31."

Zhou Qian quickly finished his mental calculation: "Well, if you want to go to page 31 of the manuscript, enter the elevator and press the number 7."

Bai Zhou held his wrist and stood up: "Well, let's go. The probability of one success is as high as 25%."

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Qian smiled.

When the elevator door opened, Bai Zhou could easily see his smile through the reflection of the elevator door.

It's just that the reflection on the elevator door was not clear, and Zhou Qian's smile seemed a little more trance-like, as if he had brought Bai Zhou to the unreachable past many years ago.

He kept staring at the elevator door until it parted and retreated to both sides, then Bai Zhou looked away, looked at Zhou Qian beside him and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing, Brother Zhou, you really fit my temper. The 25% probability, for Little Viagra and Brother Sword God, they would all think it's too low. You see, only you, like me, think this probability is quite high. "

Looking at Bai Zhou again, Zhou Qian stepped into the elevator. "Let's go. Let's see if we can succeed in the first attempt. By the way, let's find out whether the assumptions we made before writing the formula are correct."

·

On the other hand, not long after staying in this hotel, Yin Dao went out, saying that he had something to do with Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou.

As soon as he went out, He Xiaowei couldn't wait for him to come back.

Afterwards, He Xiaowei received a story about helping a fallen grandmother get off the elevator and go to the lobby.

Of course he didn't know that since he met that old lady, he had already entered the world of manuscripts.He only thought that he had entered a certain spiritual space, that is, the legendary ghost.

After witnessing that Xiong Fei and Li Yuan's heads would fall off, and following a couple into the elevator and seeing them disappear out of thin air, He Xiaowei undoubtedly confirmed his guess about hell.

His mental defenses almost completely collapsed, and his only option was to take the elevator when he failed to find a safe staircase.

After that, He Xiaowei stayed in the elevator almost all the time, not daring to go out at all.

Every time the elevator door opens, as long as he sees that he is facing the familiar rest area, he will immediately press the close button, and then continue to press "1", delusional to have a chance to go to the lobby, go from here go out.

He Xiaowei thought that his luck was obviously not very good.He pressed the number "20" at least 1 times before finally seeing the lobby.

At this time, he didn't know that, in fact, his luck was considered good-he didn't meet another self, or other people in the second world who wanted to kill him during these 20 times.

He Xiaowei, who thought he had run into a ghost, was so happy when the elevator door opened and found that he was no longer the same rest area on the 11th floor but the lobby, he rushed out of the elevator immediately.

Seeing the receptionist surnamed Wang bowing his head at the desk, He Xiaowei ran towards him as if seeing a relative, and slapped the table with both hands when he arrived. "Receptionist Wang! You're not still settling accounts, are you?! Something happened! It's haunted, you know? It's terrible!"

"Don't worry." Receptionist Wang looked up at him, and said with no surprise, "In this hotel, some people have died, so it's very dark. But you don't have to worry. Don't you have a swastika in your hand? It can protect you!"

He Xiaowei thought about it, indeed, if people say that the hotel is haunted, how can they do business?

The front desk must have known about the frequent hauntings in this hotel. It is really useless to tell him this by yourself. Just think about how to get out by yourself, so there is no need to tell him more.

—By the way, I don’t know what happened to that dude.In fact, if I followed him to the police station, maybe I could really survive?Anyway, Qian'er won't harm me!

While many thoughts were running through his mind, He Xiaowei came to the glass door of the hotel.

Through the glass door, he could faintly see a cordon outside.However, those cordons are all in the fog, which looks a little illusory.

And the weirdest thing was that when he tried to push the door open, he was bounced by an invisible force.

His body was thrown high and then slammed to the ground. He Xiaowei fell on a solid buttock. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not possible.

So after quickly getting up from the ground, He Xiaowei turned around and looked in the direction of the front desk.

However, the moment he turned his head, he saw a streak of bright red blood flowing out from the back of the front desk!

"You, did you kill someone?" He Xiaowei swallowed and asked Wang at the front desk.

His lyre was out of order, so he quickly took a dagger in his hand.

Holding the dagger tightly in his right hand, his body was arched. He Xiaowei frowned and looked at the front desk of Wang, approaching him cautiously step by step.He wanted to see who the dead man was.

The front desk, who was still writing something at his desk, suddenly raised his head at this moment, and looked at He Xiaowei silently.

Lights and shadows polished his facial features into a hideous feeling.

At that moment, he was like a demon who just crawled out of hell.

"No, no. You are not the receptionist Wang."

At this time, He Xiaowei had already walked to the front desk, turned his head and glanced inside, he was surprised to find that the face of the corpse inside was actually that of Wang front desk!

"What the hell is going on—"

He Xiaowei couldn't help but think too much, the other living king front desk suddenly raised an axe.

When the ax struck like lightning, He Xiaowei dodged sideways and then swooped down on the ground. While dodging the ax flexibly, he supported the ground with both hands and forearms, almost becoming a Get into a plank position.

Wang Tian cut the air with an axe, and soon picked up the axe and threw it at He Xiaowei again.

He Xiaowei's legs and feet were extremely flexible, he seized the opportunity to support his upper body with his hands, and kicked his legs up hard, unexpectedly kicking heavily at Wang's lower body.

The one at the front desk, Wang, lost his balance and fell beside He Xiaowei with the axe. The axe immediately smashed a deep hole in the ground.

He Xiaowei quickly jumped up, and stabbed the dagger hard at the man's palm.

The blade pierced through his palm and nailed the man to the ground, He Xiaowei pulled out the dagger without haste, and kicked the man's head wildly.The man hit his forehead on the ground, bleeding profusely.He Xiaowei took advantage of the victory and pursued, sitting directly on the man's head.

Afterwards, riding upside down on the man's neck, He Xiaowei panted and asked while beating him: "When I first came to this hotel, I looked at the front desk of Wang and carefully studied his figure. He is thin and weak, and he can't fight at all. .It seems that you are the same as him. You can kill him only by sneak attack, right?

"Hiss, wait a minute, from this point of view, you are not a ghost either. What the hell are you?"

The man didn't speak, his uninjured left hand suddenly exerted strength, caught off guard and slammed He Xiaowei's waist.He Xiaowei's itchy flesh was scratched, his upper body went limp all of a sudden, and at the same time his whole body suddenly lost strength, the man took the opportunity to push him away and stood up.

The front desk king is obviously also a ruthless person, and it took a lot of time to pull the ax out of the pit. He simply ignored the axe, but stretched out his left hand, pulled out the dagger from the palm of his right hand, and then used the The blade of blood waved towards He Xiaowei.

At that moment, the blood splashed, and the blade was as bright as snow.

He Xiaowei quickly took a few big steps back, narrowly dodging a dagger, and when Wang Qiang swung the knife for the second time, he did not retreat but advanced, head forward and directly hit the front's waist and abdomen. .

For his ingenious move, Wang Detai really didn't expect it. He was stunned and couldn't close the knife in time, and was delayed by half a second.

Taking advantage of this half second, He Xiaowei slammed into his waist and abdomen with iron head, knocking him to the ground again.

This time He Xiaowei didn't dare to take it lightly, grabbed the dagger and stabbed it directly at his heart.

Watching him swallow his breath, and watching him disappear out of thin air, He Xiaowei retrieved the dagger, gasping for breath, and ran to the back of the reception desk to take another look.

Now he saw that the dead body at the front desk hadn't disappeared.It can be seen that this is true.

I really don't know what's going on in front of me, but the fake king front desk with weak attack power has indeed reminded He Xiaowei of one thing - these inexplicable things in the dungeon are not necessarily related to ghosts.

Thinking of this, He Xiaowei felt much more relaxed. He leaned against the front desk and took a short rest.

He Xiaowei never expected that before he could even catch his breath, there would be another accident——

The elevator door opened suddenly, and then a figure with a long machete rushed out.

Seeing this, He Xiaowei rushed over quickly, but before he yelled "Master", he saw an identical figure rushing out again.

What the hell!

How come my master also has two!

Two hidden knives appeared, they had exactly the same appearance, weapons, and even their fighting styles were the same.

Leaving the elevator one after another, the two quickly started a desperate struggle.

Their battles were back and forth, they were indistinguishable, for a moment, He Xiaowei was stunned.

How could someone be on par with my master?My master's sword skills are very powerful!He is a god-level player!What monster could imitate him exactly?

Of course He Xiaowei didn't know that under the setting of the double world, the two hidden knives are equivalent to one person, so they can completely predict each other's moves.

In this case, He Xiaowei obviously didn't know who to help.

After he shouted "Master" in a panic, both of them looked at him.

Only one Yindao said: "He Xiaowei, come and help!"

Another person swung his knife with a bang and shouted, "He's a fake. He Xiaowei, come and help me!"

He Xiaowei: "..."

Seeing that the two of them went through more than ten tricks in an instant, He Xiaowei thought of a way and asked loudly, "When did you officially accept me as a disciple?"

The two were almost at the same time: "After the copy of "The Bucket List" is over."

He Xiaowei asked again: "You didn't want to accept me as an apprentice, did you? Why did you agree later?"

The two were at the same time again: "Because 137!"

He Xiaowei: "Damn it, I knew you weren't sincere, Master. It turns out that I'm still not qualified, woooooo—"

A Yin Dao swung three times in a row, all three of which were in vain. One after another, he cut off a lamp, lifted a piece of wall, and then swept across a green plant.

Gritting his back molars, he said to He Xiaowei: "In the beginning, 137 really asked me to consider taking you as an apprentice, so I gave you the ticket for "The Bucket List" as a test for you.

"Later, I decided to accept you because I saw that you did a good job. So, of course I meant it! Don't be dumbfounded. My master can't recognize me? Come and help!"

The other hidden knife dodged the three knives one by one with a flexible figure, and then quickly slashed three knives in succession.His posture is almost exactly the same as the previous hidden knife.

He said: "He Xiaowei, I am your master. I still remember the first sentence you said to me. It was in the trading house, right? What you said to me at that time was, big brother, can you lack Missing leg pendants! I can milk, output and resist damage, and I am also very smart!"

He Xiaowei: "..."

——Fuck, don't mess with me like that, I really can't tell the difference!

·

the other side.

Ba Tufei, the boss of the "Invincible Legion", has been walking with Liu Wansan.

Of course, he didn't know that Wen Bin was actually under Liu Wansan's skin.

The experience of the two people at the beginning of the night was the same as that of other people. The system found a reason to call them to the corridor, met an NPC, and then went to the downstairs lobby to help the NPC. When they wanted to go back to the 11th floor, they found themselves returning not going.

After realizing something was wrong and entering the elevator, Batufei subconsciously wanted to press "1", but was stopped by Liu Wansan in time.

"Why don't you let me press 1?" Batufei asked.

"The situation is not right. Maybe someone created this chaos just to let us go to the first floor?" Liu Wansan said, "In this way, we will be ambushed immediately."

"You, you're right." Batufei sized Liu Wansan a few more times, "Why didn't I realize that you are quite smart!"

Liu Wansan only said: "It's all delaying your blessing, boss. I'm so happy if you are willing to listen to my advice. Just don't blame me for overstepping."

"Don't say that, if what you said is right, why didn't I listen?" Batu Fei patted him on the shoulder, "Am I the kind of person who worries that his subordinates are smarter than himself? Obviously I am not!

"Haha, today I will teach you a truth. To be a leader or a boss, you don't have to be strong, smart, or capable. The most important thing is that you have to be able to employ people. Look at me, I know talents with eyesight." It doesn't matter how I am, as long as my subordinates are smart enough.

"So, you really don't have to worry about anything! You are my subordinate, and if you can lead me to win, will I still disobey you, envy you, and get angry with you?

"Hahaha, you guys, it's just that you have little social experience and are too naive. In reality, I'm in business. Although I don't have any skills, the people below me are capable, and our company is still thriving!"

What Batufei never expected was that the naivety was himself.

In real life, he was born well, and he directly inherited the family's small workshop and became the boss.

Then, due to the pressure of life, in order to earn money, when people are his employees, they naturally have to work for him.What's more, there are still legal constraints in modern society.

But he is not in the real world now, he has no relatives such as parents to protect him, and there is no law and country to protect him. In this world where the weak prey on the strong, why should he be the boss?

Therefore, when the two turned to press the number "2" and met another Batufei, Liu Wansan did not help him.

In the situation where Zhou Qian met the fake He Xiaowei, the fake He Xiaowei could still pretend to be a sneak attack.

But in the case of Batufei, when two identical people met each other unexpectedly, they had no choice but to fight directly.

The moment they got out of the elevator, the two Batu Fei met unexpectedly and immediately started fighting.

They fought on this floor for a full 30 minutes, during which no matter how much the real Batufei begged Wen Bin in Liu Wansan's skin for help, Wen Bin didn't move.

Wen Bin just sat leisurely in the magazine area and read magazines.

After 30 minutes, both Batufeis were dying.

They both fell to the ground, head to tail.The real Batufei clamped the fake one's head tightly with his feet.The fake one did exactly the same thing as him.

In this way, the two subdued each other's body to prevent the other from killing themselves.But they can only go so far.Neither is capable of killing another.

At this time, Wen Bin finally finished reading all the magazines, and then walked towards the two people in a leisurely manner.

The light made his figure look like death.

Zhen Batufei, who fell on the ground, reluctantly raised his head to look at him, and finally came to his senses. "You, you are not Liu Wansan..."

"I only know now, it's too late."

Wen Bin took out a small and exquisite fruit knife, swiped two knives in an instant, one knife killed one, and both Batufei died.

Soon, the fake Batu flew into fly ash and returned to the void.

The real Batufei stared wide-eyed.

Wen Bin's appearance was reflected deep in his pupils - he took out a photo and turned himself into He Xiaowei.